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[a green aura shrouds Barbara as she hovers above the stars, brow furrowed as her eyes dart this way and that

she's clothed in green and black that hugs her muscles, and adorning her right middle finger is a large ring from which the light spreads

she looks older, and her hair is just long enough to frame her face]

Not in Sol anymore, that's for sure.

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[Braxiatel is quiet for a moment. Then,]

Do you know where I can get one of those? I can never find the torches when there's a blackout.

[peers at him curiously, even as she smiles] It's a pretty rigorous selection process.

[lowers to the ground, testing it with a toe before landing] They're very good torches.

Hard to come by these days. Always cheap knock-offs.

[quietly] Do you recognize me?

[after a moment, the glow fades, and she takes an experimental breath before answering, brow furrowed slightly]

No, and I never forget a face.

That's a shame. Irving Braxiatel. [by way of explanation] I'm acquainted with a young woman who bears a great deal of similarity to you.

[as the aura gradually ebbs away] Barbara Gordon. And her name?

What a coincidence. [He says it as one who does not believe in such things.] That was her name, too.

[faint smirk] One hell of a coincidence, all right.

[which becomes a pensive frown] Parallel universe, possibly.

[peers at him] She may be from my future, but you weren't expecting the ring, were you?

No, I wasn't. It isn't an accessory I've ever seen on her before.

[her expression tightens, just for a moments] If we're the same Barbara, let's hope it's the past.

[quietly] Yes, let's.

[shakes her head, dispelling the raw tenseness that had held her] You met her here, then?

[gasps at the sight of her] Barbara! You're...you're flying!

[ooc: Temporary stand-in for

oliverplus!]

[arches an eyebrow with a bemused smile] Yes, I do that sometimes.
[then she floats closer, smile fading in favour of a furrows brow] I'm guessing you don't know my name from the news footage, then.

((And for

bodilesswarrior! ...Oliver, you make a pretty girl.))

[staring at her, still shocked] You've never done it here before! At least, not that I've seen. I had no idea!

[but remembering that she isn't recognisable at the moment, she fidgets under that scrutiny] Oh, no. It's me--Ollie.

Probably because I've never been here before.

[lowers down, just enough to trace the stars with her foot]

Ollie, huh? Guess we're on equal footing, now. [a wry smile flickers at her lips, at that]

[surprised] You haven't? Oh! You must be another Barbara!

Sorry, yeah, hi. [smiles sheepishly] Yeah, I'm Ollie--Olivia. Uh...welcome to the Astral Plane, I guess! There should be an information kiosk around here somewhere to give you the basics... [turns, glancing around the general area]

[and the smile widens as she lands, aura fading away] You're taking that possibility pretty well.

Nice to meet you, Olivia. [holds her ring up, and a beam of light shoots out to form a pair of binoculars, which she holds to her eyes] Did you just appear here one day, too?

Trust me, you get used to it around here.

Nice to meet you, too! [gasps, completely distracted by the ring forming binoculars] Whoooa, that's fantastic! How'd you do that?

[grins and taps her ring, still looking] My ring can form anything I want it to. It's fuelled by sheer will.

[watches her, amazed] What, anything?

Anything I can imagine, as long as I'm concentrating. [glances up from the binoculars; softly] Amazing, isn't it?

Yeah! I mean... [shakes her head] Wow.

[even now, her voice is full of fascinated admiration] Some of the greatest technology in the universe.

I saw your kiosk, by the way. [the aura brightens again, and up she goes] Shall we?

I'll say! And that's saying a lot, really...

Oh! [watches her go up, wondering how in the world she's going to manage to keep up with her] Sure thing.

It is. [tilts her head, curious] You've seen other examples?

Not of that! But advanced technology, yeah. I don't remember what year you live in, but I live--well, I'm in the 27th century right now. [and remembering more and more of it]

[her eyes widen, even as she begins to fly forward, very slowly] You're quite a bit ahead of me, then, I'm in the 21st. What planet are you from?

Earth. Well, originally--but not the same Earth, assuming you're still living in...erm...Gotham, was it? Oh, I'm from the 21st century, too! I'm just not there right now.

...Time travel? [fascinated grin] Now that's one thing my ring can't do. How are you adjusting, then?

I...um... [shifts, looking awkward] I sort of have amnesia right now, so I don't remember everything. [and what she does remember, she doesn't want to believe]

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